Chapter 118: The Fallen Blood Elf Prince (Part II)

"Tell me, what has kept you up to where you are now? Faith? Love? Or is it just your childish vanity? The satisfaction of being a lord of one side? ”

Kael'thas wasn't far away, his body flickering brightly and dimly. But his voice was so distinct, so clear. As if equipped with 360-degree surround sound, Ares felt that all around him was the triumphant taunt of the fallen elven prince. But at the moment, there is no time to talk nonsense with each other. All around are the sounds of Alliance soldiers and demons fighting together, and this battle must be ended as soon as possible.

Ares regained his spirits and did not waste his energy on a war of words with Kael'thas. The Ember Bringer glowed again, and the paladin began to charge. At the same time, Kael'thas unleashed a powerful fireball. Three human-tall fireballs slammed into Ares one after another.

Ares barely raised his greatsword to block, the first fireball hit the blade with a deafening explosion, and the second fireball followed, Ares felt his hands numb, but the Ashbringer barely blocked the blow, and the huge explosion almost shook Ares deaf. However, before Ares could recover his senses, a third fireball slammed into his face.

At this moment, the paladin did not have time to react, and the fireball smashed into Ares's armor head-on, and he screamed miserably, and was repelled by the huge impact.

The blow was devastating, and Ares flew backwards almost with his back facing the sky, and for a moment, the sky was spinning, and the sound of armor and weapons colliding echoed around him.

The armor-wrapped body fell heavily to the ground, making an unpleasant muffled sound.

At the same time, Kael'thas let out a smug laugh, and his entity emerged from the apparition, flashing in front of Ares in less than a heartbeat. The surrounding demons and alliance soldiers could clearly see that it was at this moment that a flaming long sword appeared out of thin air in the blood elf prince's hand. An Alliance warrior who was very close to Ares rushed up to protect their high lord, but was directly lifted by a spell from Kael'thas and thrown out like scrap metal......

Looking at Ares who was unconscious on the ground, Kael'thas was full of confidence, and in front of everyone's eyes, he stabbed a sword at the paladin on the ground. The knights of the Order had their eyes wide open, but they didn't have flashing techniques to flash to their High Lord for a split second. I could only watch as the flaming sword stabbed into Ares' chest.

However, the next moment, the tragic scene did not happen. Perhaps it was the protection of the Holy Light, or perhaps subconsciously, Ares regained his grip on the Ashbringer, in short, in the next second, Kael'thas's longsword did not pierce Ares's heart, but was tightly snapped with another great sword.

Ares awoke from the heavy blow, holding the holy sword in both hands, and blocked Kael'thas with the fatal blow.

"Flame Strike ......"

Looking closely at the High Elves on the sword, Ares roared.

Kael'thas had shock written all over his face.

How is this possible? He had already fallen just now, and the fireball had deformed his armor, how could he still be alive...... Kael'thas silently thought in his heart, however, before the Blood Elf Prince could figure out what was going on, Ares had already used the advantage of his physical strength to push Kael'thas back, and the calf wrapped in iron armor violently kicked Kael'thas in the lower abdomen, and the Blood Elf Prince snorted and was kicked away.

Seeing the paladin resurrected with full blood, Kael'thas wanted to die, and he could obviously scorch him with a spell just now. But he himself died, and a mage went to do the work of a warrior.

Before he had time to adjust his state, Ares had already rushed up again with his sword, and the Ember Bringer grazed the ground, marking a golden mark. In the next moment, a greatsword full of the power of holy light swept through the air in front of Kael'thas and let out a savage whistling. Kael'thas felt the air in front of him burn. This blazing light weapon had the same effect as his flaming strike. But the Ember Bringer is even more powerful, it has unlimited potential, and the sword is as powerful as the sword-wielder's faith is.

It is not so much that Ares chose the Ember Bringer, but rather that the Ember Bringer chose Ares.

With a wild roar, Ares gripped his greatsword again and struck out a perfect arc.

Kael'thas hurriedly raised his flaming blow to fight back, and the two greatswords collided violently in the air with a crisp sound. However, the blow was much lighter than Ares had imagined. A mage is a mage, and compared to melee heroes, their hand-to-hand combat ability is far worse. At the beginning, confronting Illidan head-on, Ares almost fell to his knees. And now, with the sword against Kael'thas, the Ember Bringer completely suppressed the Flame Strike.

It landed so easily that it almost slice through Kael'thas's shoulder. However, at the last moment, Kael'thas cast a dragon's breath...... A wall of flames rolled in, almost everything in front of Ares was unprecedented, and the vision tended to zero at this moment......

In an instant, Kael'thas withdrew his flaming blow and stabbed again with a low roar. However, the image of the paladin being assassinated does not appear. The moment Kael'thas unleashed his sword, an elven arrow carrying frost energy burst through the air and pierced the Blood Elf Prince's arm.

Kael'thas let out a scream of pain, blood staining his arm. Looking in the direction where the arrow was fired, a familiar face loomed. The corners of Sylvanas' mouth twitched, and she hesitated for a long time about this arrow, and finally, when she saw that Ares was in danger, her arrow left the bowstring.

Kael'thas was furious, but this momentary buffer, Ares had come to his senses and did not give Kael'thas another chance, and the paladin picked up his great sword and attacked again.

However, Kael'thas, unable to get close to the distance to win, once again used a shameless flash. The Ember Bringer slashed through the air again, leaving Kael'thas in the afterimage with an eerie smile. A short time later, the entity of Kael'thas reappeared in the air, levitating.

But this time, there was no angry look on Ares' face. Because he saw behind the Blood Elf Prince, a blazing green shadow was falling from the sky.

Kael'thas also felt threatened, and he turned to look and saw the familiar figure and wings. And a familiar voice -

"Kyle, long time no see."

Illidan's deep, demonic voice rang out in the air.